To Kill A Dragon Novels & Stories

he asked me as the recognition of our name flooded him. “Defend yourself Sire, I will not have rumours spread that I had an advantage over your shock when I kill you,” I said to him. Abeloth was itching for a fight since we had just killed two vampires and he was ready to get into it. Andrew’s dragon separated from him and I looked at the violet dragon with pity in my eyes. They would not survive the day. The Elders had moved to a safer spot and I watched as his dragon started circling me. Abeloth was still laughing his head off and I had to nudge him twice before he separated from me.

It was his only source to keep up the façade of being the fiercest dragon on this side of the mountain. “All warriors and elders, gather in the meeting hall!” Adam thundered as he drank the last bit of the flask. His body strengthens in an instant, his dragon roaring loudly in his chest. His dragon wanted blood, and it didn’t matter who. He was going to kill someone this night, and he was hoping it would be Creed.

“I have a question for you.” “Okay.” “Could you kill my king and prince?” he asks. “Yes,” I say without hesitation. If either of them was worthy of a dragon, they wouldn’t have needed their entire troupe to capture me. “You seem very confident,” he says, still watching me. “I am.” “Why?” “I’m a dragon. They may be royalty, but they aren’t as powerful as I am.” “What would you say if I told you that Ember killed Merellien’s king and prince for her rider?”

She has no idea that this mansion is like a magical labyrinth; every corner could hold a secret. I'm yearning with all my might for that dragon-shaped, deadly snake to devour her and suck her soul dry. Dragazon feeds specifically on humans, their life force, and soul. This helps him stay alive in a world he doesn't belong to, just like me and my brother Maciel.

He's so close I can feel the heat from his body. "I'm a dragon, and I killed both of my parents when they tried to sell me to a witch when I was eight. I lived on my own until I met the misfits when I was seventeen. I'm twenty-three. So are you okay mating with a killer dragon?" he asks me. Wow, I can't believe he's a dragon. I move so I'm pressed against his body.

(Griksu'um) "let's say if..IF..I want to kill a dragon..is there some type that I can or cannot?..". Actually I kinda have some interest to fight or probably tame a Dragon. Because what kind of fantasy world experience if you don't fight and ride a dragon. "you can hunt a dragon..but I suggest you only hunt the fallen or the wild dragon, because those kind had no intelligence whatsoever..they only know to kill and raise havoc…those kind even I you kill millions of it, no Dragons will even care…...". (Griksu'um)

The dragon's roars echoed through the town, a symphony of pain and defeat. Edna, her crossbow loaded with a special enchanted bolt, aimed for the dragon's heart—the creature's final weakness. With unwavering focus, she let loose the bolt, which flew with astonishing speed and precision. It pierced the dragon's chest, sinking deep into its core. As the bolt connected, a blinding explosion of light enveloped the dragon. Its cries reached a crescendo before abruptly falling silent. The demon's immense body collapsed, its once fearsome form reduced to a lifeless heap.

James roared. “I’m not.” Thomas explained, “Whether or not you believe me, I never misled you. I don't want you to get involved either. However, you already have the Dragonslayer. It was created specifically to slay a dragon. You'll have a much better chance of succeeding if you use it to slay the dragon.” “I’ll go.” James exhaled a deep breath. “Whatever you're planning, I'm going to kill this dragon. I'm not trying to help you; I'm just trying to save Thea.”

“You mean her, don’t you?” “Aye,” said another, leaning close, as if the name itself could summon lightning. “The Red Dragon of Adistaktos. Segrenry Exhugh.” At once the room seemed to shrink. Even the fire guttered. “Segrenry,” the barkeep repeated. “They say she fought the Kilimane Warlord once. Burned him alive, scale by scale, while he was still roaring her name.” “Lies,” muttered a soldier in the corner. “No dragon could kill that beast alone.”

said Charlotte with a traumatized expression when she remembered how he killed the two imperial guards in his office . " The moment you laid your eyes on them , their death note was signed . " said king Damien touching her hair . " Some deserve to be killed like those bastards that attacked my mom but these poor dragon males , they have done nothing wrong . If handsome people like that were to die for nothing , it would be such a loss for the female dragons . " said Charlotte with a serious expression . " Oh.....It would be such a loss for them only , not for you ?! " said king Damien .